Fact.
He simply wouldn't At most, he knew that there was firewood next to it, and a hole on the opposite side was a stove, and then he needed to put firewood in, so he took a few thick logs and stuffed them in, and stuffed the whole stove to the brim.
He held the lighter and frowned: "The fire of the lighter is so small, how can it be lit" He decided to give it a try.
He lit the lighter and tried to set the wood on fire The corners of Gong Sichen's mouth twitched, and he gave him ten lighters, but he couldn't light them, okay He was born noble, pampered since he was a child, he has never done any work, he has never seen any stove at all, and let him burn a fire like a noble son But.
After all, his IQ is very high, and in the end he chose to take out the thick wood and get a few pieces of fine wood, but how to light it The boss said while talking: "There is pine hair next to it." ” Gong Sichen nodded, he ran to the side to take a look, and was entangled: "There are two kinds of hair here, which one is pine hair" One is fir wood, and the other is letting go.
Gong Sichen reached out and rubbed his forehead, it was really a headache.
He chose Baidu.
He finally distinguished the loose hair on the left, and then grabbed a large handful directly, hiss, his hand was directly pricked and bleeding, the boy is like this, bleeding, just wipe the blood clean.
Gong Sichen couldn't help grinning: "It's kind of interesting." ” The young master of his dignified palace clan squatted in front of the stove and began to light a fire, and it took three or four attempts to light the fire, and the whole person had a black head and a black face, and coughed from time to time.
The palms of the hands are all small needle holes.
He reached in and handed over the firewood, but the fire was so strong that it burned out and burned his hand.
Gong Sichen secretly scolded himself for being a fool.
The boss walked over, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Oh my God, my God, my pot, my pot, there's no water."
Gong Sichen stood up and looked at it, and the entire cauldron was red, as if it was about to collapse.
The boss ordered: "Hurry up and put out the fire." ” He quickly poured a lot of water into the pot. extinguished Gong Sichen was a little reluctant and touched his nose: "I finally lit the fire" But He still obediently extinguished, looking at the fire he lit with his own hands, his face showed a regretful expression, which was funny.
Restart ignition.
Gong Sichen is a lot skilled, but he can't avoid the fumes, and the whole person is embarrassed, with a handsome face, the left is black, and the right is black.
The boss was cooking porridge and said with a smile: "Young man, ouch is good, oh so good for girlfriend." ” The corners of Gong Sichen's mouth twitched.
The boss cooked the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, and he said with a smile: "I took out this steamed bun, young man, if you want to express your love for your girlfriend, you have to fry it yourself." yes Gong Sichen was stunned and asked him to fry it The boss hurriedly said: "I have to go upstairs to call my wife first, and say that I will be back later." ” The boss is gone.
Gong Sichen looked at the boiling oil in the pot, as well as the steamed buns next to him, he reached out and rubbed his forehead, how to fry them all and pour them in one by one He did it to save trouble.
He threw the steamed buns one by one, and splashed oil, which scared him to death.
His face was also splashed a lot, and he ran out to bring in the motorcycle helmet and put it on his head, and couldn't help but be proud: "I'm so witty." ” At last.
He was stirring around with a spatula inside, probably too tired and sleepy, and he sat next to him and wanted to rest for a while.
Outcome.
He smelled a strange smell, and he hurried to look, and the muscles on his face were twitching.
The five steamed buns were paste, and those who didn't know thought they were black stones He grinned: "It should be able to eat, it seems to be very fragrant" He completely forgot that he hadn't washed his hands just now.
After packing his things, he rode a horse trailer to Gong Keke's house.
He whistled happily: "I think I have the potential to be a chef." ” Just finished speaking.
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